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These chords are the basic skeleton of the song. The actual song is a little fancier. Listen if you care to figure it out.
AmShe fed me strawberriGes and freezer-burned ice crAmeam I said "GoodbyeE, I guess" She lifteFd up her dress and so I must conDfess, we made out one more Atime befDore I leAft for gDood She thouAght I'd Dcome back Abut I Bflat F E wouldn't want to seem like other guys
(Same pattern as above until Am) A book-and-record love, we sat and read our books, between those longing looks, compounded by our fear, My tongue inside her ear, my tongue inside her in the basement of her mother's house where she once taped the
first three sides of Sandanista for my cAmar. We were lDooking for oursGelves and fD/F#ound each Emother. In the AmCar it was raDre to do much mGore than siD/F#mply mess Emaround. In theAm Car It was moDstly mutual GmastuD/F#rbatiEmon And though we Amspoke of penetration I'd have to Cwait for someone else to try it ouGt
Once I had this dream where I slept with her mom Unless I've got this wrong, a secret all along Unless she hears this song unless she hears it on a tape inside her car with her new husband and she turns to him and says "I think that's me" In the Car We were looking for ourselves but found each other In the Car We groped for excuses not to be alone anymore In the Car We were waiting for our lives to start their endings In the Car We were never making love We were never making love